Battles  NJKG vs V0RT3X_11

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

This battle ended in a tie.

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Battle on April 25 2026

CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • Nothin' special you wrestle with, vessel is stressful
  • over instrumentals, your mental is less than a threshold it’s unintentional, my dimension is unconventional, mentioned your intervention,
  • tension is apprehension U lack extension, retention, and comprehension, I’m a clinician,
  • you’re wishing for recognition... listen! U ain't adjacent to greatness
  • you’re vacant and tasteless stagnant and baseless,
  • a fragment of hatred I’m facin', it’s unintentional,
  • my dimension is unconventional I’ll quench
  • the pretension with trenchant intentions
  • U lack extension, retention and mental ascension
  • U see the block? I see the masonry
  • U claim the Devil? I’m the God he’s afraid to be, basic songs ?
  • that’s just fetal tissue, I don't kill 'em with skill,
  • I let the ego miss U, Nathan the matrix obsessed
  • with puttin' haters to rest with a blade in their chest
  • I’ll leave your temples sentimental A detrimental experimental instrumental RENNNNTAL,
  • the architect of the void, a darker step
  • where your spark is kept in a parched n stark architect, claim the horns, but I built the hell
  • leave 'em wilt and fell inside a guilt-ridden shell
  • the actual devil? I’m the factual rebel
  • with a supernatural level of heavy metal in my vessel
  • you'll get your bill resolved before your will's dissolved
  • by the illest evolved and so with no skill involved.
  • see me packin' a pistol, lyrical crystal, blow the whistle oficial dismissal, my missile'll hitchu in the gristle
  • puttin haters to rest with a blade in their chest,
  • a hollowed request the architect of the darkest effect follow the death, who claim to be rebels
  • but be settling for basement levels i’m shoveling dirt on the souls of these tasteless devils
  • You’re basic at best that means
  • even when you're peakin, you're borin
  • potential is sleeping while my pencil is soarin
  • leaving you stagnant, vacant,
  • waiting to be what I am but you're forever
  • basic at best and that’s not in the plan at all man.
  • I got placed in a test to erase all the rest
  • until nothin is left.. now I'm done

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • (Life. A beautiful thing. Sometimes it makes you happy, sometimes it breaks you.
  • But, I'ma keep going. Because I don't care how many hits I take. I'ma keep going.
  • And no one's ever gonna tell me "No.")
  • 'Til I die, I ain't ever sayin' goodbye,
  • 'Cause I'm gonna keep workin' and spittin' verses 'til my heart rate's too high,
  • And I'm breathless, but 'til then, the bars are endless,
  • Insults comin' right at you on an impulse,
  • And the rhymin' comin' at the perfect timin',
  • I'ma make every line fit,
  • The way that it does,
  • Because this, is it,
  • And I spit,
  • As much as I did, to show you that I never quit,
  • Because I'm committed to survival of the fittest,
  • And the fittest spit the realest and illest shit,
  • But you just in it to win it,
  • But there's no winnin' in this competition,
  • There's no prize at the end of the line,
  • No Who's Best at this game,
  • It goes on as time plays,
  • And I'm nowhere near endin' here,
  • I'm just startin' this career,
  • And I'll never not be ready for a fight,
  • 'Til the day that I die!

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